Alan
Nitro Member
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> Cowboy Story
>
> ----- Don't mess with the best in the west. In the days of the
Wild West, there was a young cowboy who wanted more than anything to
be the greatest gunfighter in the world. He practiced every minute of
his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet first-rate and that
there must be something he was doing wrong.
>
> Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized an elderly
man seated at the bar who had the reputation of being the fastest gun
in the West in his day. The young cowboy took the seat next to the
old-timer, bought him a drink, and told him the story of his great
ambition. "Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.
>
> The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well, for one thing
you're wearing your gun too high, tie the holster a little lower down
on your leg."
>
> The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his 44 and
shot the bow tie off the piano player.
>
> "That's terrific!" said the cowboy, "Got any more tips for me? "
>
> "Yep," said the old man, "cut a notch out of your holster where
the hammer hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."
>
> The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his
gun in a blur, and shot a cufflink off the piano player.
>
> "Wow!" said the cowboy, "I'm learnin' somethin' here - got anymore
tips?"
>
> The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon. "See
that grease over there? Coat your gun with it."
>
> The young man went over to the can and smeared some of the grease
on the barrel of his gun.
>
> "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over the gun, handle
and all."
>
> "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man.
>
> "No," said the old timer, "but when Wyatt Earp gets done playin'
the piano, he's going to shove that gun up your a$$, and it won't
hurt as much"
> Cowboy Story
>
> ----- Don't mess with the best in the west. In the days of the
Wild West, there was a young cowboy who wanted more than anything to
be the greatest gunfighter in the world. He practiced every minute of
his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet first-rate and that
there must be something he was doing wrong.
>
> Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized an elderly
man seated at the bar who had the reputation of being the fastest gun
in the West in his day. The young cowboy took the seat next to the
old-timer, bought him a drink, and told him the story of his great
ambition. "Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.
>
> The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well, for one thing
you're wearing your gun too high, tie the holster a little lower down
on your leg."
>
> The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his 44 and
shot the bow tie off the piano player.
>
> "That's terrific!" said the cowboy, "Got any more tips for me? "
>
> "Yep," said the old man, "cut a notch out of your holster where
the hammer hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."
>
> The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his
gun in a blur, and shot a cufflink off the piano player.
>
> "Wow!" said the cowboy, "I'm learnin' somethin' here - got anymore
tips?"
>
> The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon. "See
that grease over there? Coat your gun with it."
>
> The young man went over to the can and smeared some of the grease
on the barrel of his gun.
>
> "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over the gun, handle
and all."
>
> "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man.
>
> "No," said the old timer, "but when Wyatt Earp gets done playin'
the piano, he's going to shove that gun up your a$$, and it won't
hurt as much"
